444 Amazing, please ask the doctor to come

Seeing that Feng Qingchen had already started painting, Su Wan didn't dare to waste any more time. She quickly retracted her gaze, inhaled and exhaled, and calmed her mind.

Only after Su Wan was sure that she was calm and would not be affected by Feng Qingchen did she start to mix the paint.

The pigments prepared by Su Wan were very rich, and most of them were for royal use. The three great painters from the Jixia Academy spent quite a while looking at Su Wan's pigments.

The paints prepared by Su Wan were mostly red and green, and with the paintbrushes on Su Wan's desk, even if Su Wan didn't say anything, the seven judges could guess that Su Wan would probably paint something related to flowers.

Since they could guess it, they were unwilling to spend too much energy on it. The seven judges' eyes were more focused on Feng Qingchen. Feng Qingchen was truly hard to figure out.

Feng Qingchen half-lay on the table, holding a charcoal pencil, and drew slightly curved horizontal lines on the white paper. Some were light, some were dark, some were thick, some were thin, some were long, and some were short, with large intervals between them. Feng Qingchen would occasionally use a ruler to mark it. It vaguely looked like the enlarged veins of a leaf, but at a second glance it was completely different.

The seven judges looked at each other, feeling itchy inside. They really wanted to know what Feng Qingchen was going to draw. The seven judges' eyes were scorching, as if they wanted to stare a flower out of Feng Qingchen's drawing paper. They wished that Feng Qingchen could finish the drawing in just two strokes. It was really uncomfortable to keep teasing them like this.

Fortunately, Feng Qingchen was calm enough, or rather, she was so caught up in her intense work state at the moment that she had no time to care about what others thought or thought.

Yes, work, Feng Qingchen was painting, but at the same time she was also doing the homework assigned by her mentor in her previous life.

Back then, in order to complete this assignment, Feng Qingchen suffered a lot and drew hundreds of pictures before he barely caught the eye of his instructor.

There were quite a few small pieces of paper on Feng Qingchen's desk. Every time Feng Qingchen drew two lines, he would write something on the paper. They were too far away, so the seven judges couldn't see them even if they stretched their necks. Of course, they wouldn't stretch their necks, as that would be beneath their status.

Half an hour, then an hour, the Crown Prince and Old Yan had finished three pots of tea, and Su Wan's Butterfly Love Flower had also taken shape, but they still couldn't understand what Feng Qingchen was drawing. It vaguely resembled a human figure, but seemed a little thin.

After Feng Qingchen finished drawing the horizontal and vertical lines, one group used charcoal pencils to smear them, and another group used a small piece of cloth to rub it back and forth on the paper. The ink on the paper was thick and dark, and the things on Feng Qingchen's paper seemed to stand up. When Feng Qingchen finished drawing the first line, Mr. Yuan Xi suddenly whispered, "Bones?"

"They are really bones. They look exactly like human bones." Mr. Yuan Xi's words attracted discussion from the crowd. Fortunately, those present were all people of status and knowledge. They did not make loud noises. Instead, they whispered to the people around them to avoid affecting the mood of the painter.

The prince is pitiful. On his left is Xiling Tianlei, and on his right is Old Yan. He and Xiling Tianlei have nothing to say to each other. As for Old Yan?

The prince glanced at Old Yan and silently withdrew his gaze. He saw that Old Yan was looking at Feng Qingchen excitedly, probably because he saw the value of Feng Qingchen's painting.

Feng Qingchen heard the discussions of the seven judges, smiled and said nothing more, picked up the paintbrush and continued to work hard.

What she had to draw was a diagram of the human skeletal structure, which was a huge project. Fortunately, she was already good at it and was used to it. She remembered the size and position of the bones clearly. However, in order to win, she had to use black, white and gray to show the three-dimensional sense of the bones, which would take more time.

"Your Highness, Feng Qingchen is drawing a picture of the human skeleton. I suggest that Your Highness go to the palace and invite a doctor who is familiar with skeletons. After all, we can judge whether the painting is good or not, but we cannot judge whether Feng Qingchen's painting is accurate or not."

Mr. Yan was not only highly accomplished in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but was also quite proficient in other matters. When Feng Qingchen began to perfect the skeleton diagram, he understood the value of this diagram.

This painting of Feng Qingchen is not for appreciation but for saving people. It is widely rumored that Feng Qingchen has superb medical skills, and now it seems to be true. Not to mention anything else, just this one picture is worth a fortune to a doctor.

"What Master Yan said is right. I will order someone to go into the palace and report this to my father." The prince took out a token and gave it to the eunuch behind him, asking him to go into the palace and report what happened here to the emperor. As for whether the emperor would listen or not, that was none of his business.

At the same time, the prince also whispered to him to go to the Ninth Prince's Mansion to tell him so that the Ninth Prince would not worry about Feng Qingchen's situation.

The eunuch took the token and went out quickly, mobilizing the prince's guards, one to go to the Ninth Prince's Palace, and the other to escort him into the palace.

"Gee, gee..." The horses galloped at full speed. Many people knew that these eunuchs and guards came from the Royal Academy. Seeing the eunuchs and guards running towards the palace, everyone speculated whether something went wrong in the competition.

There are still many people paying attention to today's competition, but the three floors inside and outside the Royal Academy are heavily guarded, so there is no way to get in, and no information can be found out.

The people outside were extremely anxious. The less they knew, the more rumors they spread. Everyone speculated that something earth-shattering must have happened inside, otherwise how could it have alarmed the emperor.

When the imperial physician was seen coming out of the palace, it was directly said that Feng Qingchen had fought with Su Wan during the competition and injured the prince.

The Ninth Prince received the news sent by the Crown Prince in the palace, and a smile appeared on his pale face: "You are indeed a restless man. Are you going to turn Dongling upside down before you are satisfied?"

The Ninth Prince made no secret of his preference for Feng Qingchen. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, his eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles, and he looked proud of Feng Qingchen.

The guard who came to report raised his head and saw the Ninth Prince's smiling face. He was instantly distracted, with a look of amazement on his face, and just stared at the Ninth Prince.

Uncle Jiukan is so handsome! The guard looked obsessed, his eyes sparkling.

If it were any other time, the Ninth Prince would have certainly punished the other person, but he was in a good mood today and simply waved his hand to signal the person to leave.

"Yes, Ninth Uncle." The guard had not yet recovered from the Ninth Uncle's smile, and he walked out unsteadily as if he was walking on clouds.

Even when they reached the gate of the Ninth Prince's Mansion, the guard was still immersed in the Ninth Prince's smile, cursing in his heart, who on earth spread the rumors that the Ninth Prince was cold and merciless, cold and murderous, that was all lies, the Ninth Prince was so kind and easy to talk to, when the Ninth Prince smiled, it was like the winter snow melting and the earth returning to spring, making people unable to take their eyes away...

Feng Qingchen was so focused on painting that he had no idea what was happening outside, nor that the picture he was drawing had attracted the imperial physician. Feng Qingchen drew the last stroke and looked at the skeleton diagram on the paper that was drawn in life-size proportions. Feng Qingchen nodded with satisfaction.

In her opinion, even if this work didn't get 100 points, it would at least get 90 points. Apart from the painting skills, this picture didn't have any flaws...

Unexpectedly, all the hard work done back then would come in handy at this time. Feng Qingchen lowered her head and smiled. If her mentor knew about this, he would definitely praise her for her wisdom.

At that time, he believed that asking students to draw skeletal diagrams was a wise decision. Even though his students complained and thought drawing skeletal diagrams was a complete waste of time, he still insisted on asking his students to do it because it was a basic skill for a doctor.

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